If my life is a venture,
Down a forested path,
I cannot help but wonder,
What's across the woods,

I choose my path,
Based on little things,
I walk around trees,
And step over logs,

Every once in a while,
Im caught in brambles,
Nowhere to find,
A painless way out,

All around there is pain,
Yet I must walk on,
Through the thicker woods,
On the path of life,

When there is a hole,
And an ankle is sprained,
The walking cannot cease,
Toils will not hold me back,

I will learn to choose my path,
From all the mistakes of yesterday,
And one day I will,
Walk on out of the woods,

But somewhere along the way,
I forgot to look around,
And enjoy the elegance,
Of the forest scenery,